Текст песни Тамлин - Эрин Ласгален

I know there are edges lighter ,.
Where someone lives happily
But I'm more precious than the twilight of oil.
And beech is a harmonious binding.

Let somewhere there the bliss of the river
They feed wonderful gardens,
And here in winter snow drifts
They will cover the delicate flowers.

My clear forest, like a fort in a siege,
Day by day he loses
Their trees, and I - brothers
For the axes, a dull ringing.

The world of strangers, cutting into the thicket,
He does not honor the laws of the King.
But there will be a day - they will pay
For the trace of iron and fire ...